I work with kids. I see them bumping and jiving at the more boring drum beat. I see them going through the entire routine of a music video that is making the rounds. And here stand six young minds of mush with vacant faces in the midst of the celebration of the incarnation. That got me looking around and I noticed how many adults were just standing there like someone was trying to sell them life insurance. I could understand that look while a very mediocre choir worked through a dull piece of music. I could see it during the offering. I could even see it during “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day”. I can’t understand it during “Joy to the World”.
I continue to enjoy the Christmas season. I sing along with the songs I know and rejoice that in the fullness of time, God sent His son.
Consider,
No more let sin and sorrow grow,If that doesn’t rock your boat maybe it is time to start bailing.
Nor thorns infest the ground.
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as the curse is found.
homo unius libri
I'm sure half the folks in church don't know any hymns from heart and are too lazy to follow along in the hymnal.
ReplyDeleteIf they didn't get into their own "music" so much I would think it was just a lack of a music gene but I am afraid sloth is the bigger culprit.
DeleteGrace and peace.